Although I'm not good enough a writer to actually be at stake as an author, I feel that I have to express what I feel are points about life, and which I can't (at least not easily enough)write with good quality. I apologize for that :-( ... and hope people can enjoy these stories anyway.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

"We are the Proud Defenders of Humanity!"

“Look! It's too pathetic to feel as
if they were actually moral just because they're into looking at
themselves as smart at nailing those who have authority over them.”

“Why do you feel they aren't trying
to actually nail them?!”

“It's because they're actually
working on trying to find out what that is that they're into
authority for! They're into authority only because there are
criminals who try to pretend to be reason enough for the rebels to
fake that they are unnecessarily harassed by those authorities!”

“Then why do we have an authority in
them who wants to see itself as good enough to be worth it to portray
that way?! It's worth it for the sake of training at sorting out who
is what, and when we actually have an authority there! Therefore I
think they're not worth it to have as the authority they are, and
they are not worth it to be trusting!”

The son of the two people arguing broke
in. “Papa, mama is right in that they are not to be trusted! They
are actually so fake that even the police don't trust them!”

His father sighed. “It's necessary
just the same,” he answered, “that we let them be seen as good
enough for being the right type of opponent to those who have the
criminal type of authority! Because, they use the only language those
criminals are willing to understand - and thanks to that, they can
beat them at their own game!”

The ones he was referring to a
community for defending the privileges of those trusted by society.
It was founded by some people who clearly saw themselves as superior
to anyone who could have it in them to join a movement against belief
in society. Even so the organization they had founded also used
illegal methods. ...

His mother now broke in and asked: “How
come sonny, do you think, does he feel we aught to let the hypocrisy
of those who fight against accepting the methods they want to use
themselves?!”

“I guess mommy, it's because he feels
they aught to have the might and power to oppress everyone else with
it!”

Both the son and the mother mused
contemptuously at this. The mother smiled and seemed to sort of to
cuddle up with contentment over the notion of the father as a person
to be scorned.